Tag: wake and bake

The thought above was inspired by this Instagram post by @thecrazydalmatian This is actually the spring that feeds a river in Croatia, and it’s absolutely gorgeous, although it’s likely a bit enhanced in color. Anyway, I noticed, from this vantage, there is a man sitting on its shores. If you really look at this picture…

It was about midnight when I woke up from falling asleep way too early. I smoked my favorite Indica and proceeded to meditate in an effort to relax and drift off. Instead of drifting, though, I found myself thinking about the things I love, and then realized I was in a corridor lined with doors….

Good Morning! This post comes to you from a 1am stoned stroll on Instagram. When I saw “A Star is Born,” (highly recommend it, by the way), I was super impressed by Andrew Dice Clay’s performance. I had seen his comedy in the 80’s and 90’s and enjoyed some of it, however not all. Well,…

I realize I posted this on my Instagram this morning, but it’s pretty important to point out, so this is for all of you who don’t follow me on Insta. Be wary your media…and your government. Today’s Wake and Bake Think Tank is wildly depressing, but since we already know how backwards and fucked government…

I know I take a different approach to most marijuana blogs. I’m less about showing you what massive dabs looks like and huge bong rips, and more about the psychology, politics, and social aspects of marijuana. So, in the spirit of “deep thoughts” inspired by marijuana, I bring you, The Wake and Bake Think Tank!…

The paragraph below is just a snapshot of how freely my mind can perceive a moment after smoking marijuana. Perhaps it’s not the most eloquent, perhaps it’s not my best, but what matters is that I was in the moment. Almost simultaneously, I realized that we all have choices. We can experience all kinds of…

Well, another morning’s wake and bake has led to a bit of inspiration. Let’s see how this comes out. The other day, when I came up with the whole “Writer’s Unlock” idea…I was having a conversation with myself. It was remarkable…it was me, only it didn’t seem like it was me. I was so focused…